Loved this musing, had to share. Enjoy
I am strong, yet I bend for you,
I am focused, yet I will wait for you,
I am determined, yet I make sacrifices for you,
My heart unbreakable, yet I will cry with you,
My will immoveable, yet I grow soft for you,
I am feminine, fierce, and protective,
Yet supple, tender, and sensitive.
My strength is of the lineage of women,
Who have cried from pain, hurt, betrayal, and love,
Yet still continue to work tired hands and give the rest of their strength while standing prim, tall, beautiful.
I am my mother, my grandmother,
And my magic is from the lineage of Love.